2003-07-09 - 3:46 p.m.

there were brief glances and even shorter answers. there were slight touches, only caused by clumbsiness and lack of direction. though the distance between us was feet and inches, it felt like days.

i was trying to be noticably disturbed but a quick smile and the back of your head is what i got. i painted my nails because somewhere someone thinks that is sexy. i thought you would too.

the rain is acting out my heart and im lying here in the corner unacknowledged. im screaming in this day and you ask how i am. fuck you.